I woke up wishing I was dead. I felt more shit than ever before, my arm was stinging, my head was banging, most of all I remembered Shaun, my best friend, kissing Stacey, the prettiest bitch in the school. I sighed and got up, getting my uniform on and jumper, walking out with my bag and iPod, not bothering to eat. I thought I'd walk today, more time to myself. I got to the school and Bradie was there with Shannon "Hey Andy, you don't look good"
"mmm, I'm fine" I said flatly to Shannon
"when I came home he was sleeping, he's usually up till 2"
"shut up Bradie"
"who died?"
I grinded my teeth together mumbling "my heart"
"what was that?"
"I said where's Shaun?"
"oh, he's making out with Stacey in the locker bay, cover your eyes as you get your books"
"okay" I sighed and walked in looking down and went to my locker, grabbing my math books and I could hear their deep breathing and kissing from three lockers down. Just someone kill me now. I slammed my locker and locked it, running to my home room. I can't take this anymore, I want to die. I'll never be good enough. I walked in and sat down then I heard Rebecca's voice "Andy, you don't look happy today"
"I-I'm fine" I smiled slightly "just tired". When the bell went I skipped class, I ran to the back of the school and hid there, holding my blade in my hands that I carry with me now, I've always been treated like this. Someone always leaves me or ignores me for the better or hurt me physically and mentally, I put the blade to my wrist and played with it, dragging it softly around my skin, leaving the faintest scratch. What have a become? Why don't people like me? Why do people always leave me, I read my batman comic to get my mind off things, I heard the bell for lunch ring, I quickly got up and put my blade in my book and ran to the locker bay, they were kissing, again, literally making out against my locker "F-Fuck off" I choked and pushed them off
"Andy?" Shaun said, I ignored and quickly opened my locker and grabbing the books I needed, put them in my bag and ran, I was almost out of the school till I bumped into Daniel. Fuck my life. He grabbed me by the collar "what do you think you're doing here you ugly cunt"
"I-I was just about to leave"
"sure, take him away boys" he smirked and his friends picked me up from the arms and legs, covering my mouth and took me to the bathroom that no one goes to because it's "haunted" and they slammed me against the wall and I grunted "fuuuck, let me go, p-please, I beg you"
"why should we?" Daniel kneed my stomach, making me cry out in pain
"I-It hurts" he punched my eye and slammed my head against the wall
"you're a fucking weak faggot" they pushed me down to the floor and kicked me in the balls, making me groan and cry as they walked away. I sat there shaking and crying, nobody heard me. Nobody cares. I heard the end bell and I grabbed my bag and slowly walked out looking down, slowly walking home and going to my room, throwing my bag across the room and got into my bed, put my iPod in and softly cried to the songs I love.

I stayed home that week, claiming I had a cold to mum and Gerald; I cut deeper and deeper every night. It bled, longer and longer. I felt like dying. No one wants me here. The only person I thought would understand is probably making out with that whore. I heard a knock on the door at 2pm Friday, school finishes at 3, it wouldn't be Bradie, mum and Gerald are working, I sighed and went to the door, not caring about my harmed arms or red eyes or ugly hair, sleepy eyes, I opened the door and felt like bursting into tears, it was Shaun, he looked upset, hurt, fuck.
"S-Shaun?"
"I-I need you so much right now Andy" he burst into tears, I wrapped my arms around him tight, hissing slightly from my cuts but didn't let him go, I never want to let him go. "What happened Shaun? Come to my room" I sniffed and pulled him to my room and closed the door. "Tell me, what happened…" he breathed shakily as he said "St-..She b-broke up with me, she told me she was using me, told me I'm pathetic and left, just like that, I-I fell for her, hard. I'm so stupid Andy" he started to sob into his hands "shh Shaun" I said, sitting next to him, wrapping one arm around him "you'll be okay"
"m-mhm" he nodded then looked down, my eyes grew as I realized he was looking at my wrist, I heard him gasp "A-ANDY!? W-WHY?!" He looked into my eyes sadly as his breathing quickened "s-shh Shaun, you don't understand, you were never around" I started crying "I-I was so close to suicide"
"no, no, no, no, Andy n-no, you're my best friend"
"y-you were never here, y-you were with her making out, RIGHT at my locker and acted like I didn't exist"
"I-I'm sorry, I was so caught up on "love" that it was actually lust and I-I regret it." He wrapped my arms around me as I cried, after about five minutes of both of us, sitting there in tears until I decided to get up, I had to show what he did to me, I pulled my shirt off and showed him my underweight, bashed body, he gasped "f-fuck! Andy, w-who-"

"Daniel."
"fuck, fuck, fuck, I'm so sorry Andy"
"I-It's not your fault…they've been bullying me since primary school, I loved year six because they weren't there b-but I only have to go through two more years of this and I'll be okay"
"n-no, you'll be dead, I'm not letting them hurt you"
"they'll just come for you, please don't Shaun"
"you're my best friend, I care, so much Andy"
"I care for you too" he smiled and hugged me softly , I hugged him back carefully, I don't know what it is about Shaun, but he makes me feel content.